Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is
brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is heard in our kettle. let us dream of
evanescence, and linger in the beautiful foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Do you know, that everytime you're near, Everybody else seems far away. So can you come and make them disappear? Make them disappear so we can stay.